Lea Salonga Gives Authographs after her Les Miserables Broadway Show
Now, this is really something new for me. I've not done this falling-in-line activity to get a celebrity's authograph, ever yet.
My friend [who has been so kind & generous, has been treating me to Broadway shows and plays everytime he's in town....he says, i could very well not afford these shows, as I'd definitely just go watch only when I'm with tourist-friends/acquaintances, since tickets are REALLY that expensive, & still get to live and lead a purposeful life in New York city] thought it was a good idea to get Lea Salonga's signature, after we watched a different play, Journey's End (a well crafted World War I-based play by R.C. Sherriff, and being staged at the Belasco Theatre), on our way out after the show to meet up with other friends who were also watching another show.
Actually, we waited for the next 20 minutes or so, if I still recall it correctly. But it was kinda long wait, and I was ready to tell my friend what I got in mind then that sounded like"What the hell are we doing here? I heard Lea's kinda snotty.....I could easily smack her face, if she showed us that attitude, after all this wait!!!"
There were also fans in line who asked authographs from other stars in the show, and who came out way earlier. However, most were not asking for their signatures. We were waiting for the star herself to appear.
Also, if I'm not mistaken, I saw Sharon Cuneta's daughter (KC, if I still remember her name, though I still recall her TV commercials back in the Philippines, where she looked prettier & more like a star), with some of her friends, just taking the easy way to simply buzz the door, and then just got themselves in the door to the artists' entrance (is that how you call it?). I told myself, this daughter of a well known Philippine celebrity showed a poor, distasteful way of claiming for herself the unspoken perks of being well connected (that reminds me one of those things bad in the Philippines, where you simply don't fall in line, just because you've got connections, & you look down on those who shabbily fall in line, mistakenly thinking that they could get away without thinking of how others way ahead must have thought of them, or worst prayed bad for them). She would not even smile back at those of us who were lining up, to see and get Lea Salonga's authograph. I heard some of those in the line who called on her name, but she was not really being friendly, or she must have been in bad mood. But really, I'm trying to understand her. All these, while I recall having heard from some well-meaning friends that Lea could really be that SNOTTY or maybe in bad mood, as she's had a bad night, or whatever.
But all these things changed. Suddenly, the air shifted quite right in its directions so to say. The minute Lea Salonga came out of the door, with her light brown bag on her shoulder, I realized that I was in front of one of the Philippines' sterling best. I felt she made us really proud of ourselves. Take a look at the 2 shots I had of her from my celfone, which was actually an afterthought, since I was really hesitant to get in to this celebrity-fan-thing.
She wore her glasses, and she excused herself for wearing them on. She had fairly clear, well kept skin. Now, this is really a pretty person, prettier than most I've seen so far here in NYC. She would actually connect to you, as she gleefully signed authographs. She said something like she was turning old, that's why she had to wear her glasses. This is a sign of confidence, particularly on her looks, as those of you who wear glasses very well know that not everyone look good on eyeglasses. She looked pretty up close, and she showed her authentic self, as she seemed tired, somehow exhausted. I kept on talking in Tagalog to her, to which she nodded in agreement,perhaps. "Napakahirap naman talaga ng trabaho mo, kaylangan ka pa talagang lumabas at humarap sa amin kahit pagod ka na" (translated: I could see how tired you are....given the kind of work you do, and yet, you needed to be nice and show yourself to us, lining up here outside of the theatre). She showed such gentleness, and I realized how I've got myself star struck in a few minutes.
Remember that most, or if not all, of those who lined up that night outside of that entrance are accomplished persons themselves, in their own right. I mean, I was with my friends and acquaintances who were medical doctors themselves, and who were co-producing Broadway shows themselves. My friend even handed Lea his business card, and I hope something good comes out of it, as Lea accepted his card. Also, those who have made it there in the line, could very well be working it hard out here in the US, given challenges here, just to enable themselves to send money back in the Philippines for their beloved relatives and family members.
My friend [who has been so kind & generous, has been treating me to Broadway shows and plays everytime he's in town....he says, i could very well not afford these shows, as I'd definitely just go watch only when I'm with tourist-friends/acquaintances, since tickets are REALLY that expensive, & still get to live and lead a purposeful life in New York city] thought it was a good idea to get Lea Salonga's signature, after we watched a different play, Journey's End (a well crafted World War I-based play by R.C. Sherriff, and being staged at the Belasco Theatre), on our way out after the show to meet up with other friends who were also watching another show.
Actually, we waited for the next 20 minutes or so, if I still recall it correctly. But it was kinda long wait, and I was ready to tell my friend what I got in mind then that sounded like"What the hell are we doing here? I heard Lea's kinda snotty.....I could easily smack her face, if she showed us that attitude, after all this wait!!!"
There were also fans in line who asked authographs from other stars in the show, and who came out way earlier. However, most were not asking for their signatures. We were waiting for the star herself to appear.
Also, if I'm not mistaken, I saw Sharon Cuneta's daughter (KC, if I still remember her name, though I still recall her TV commercials back in the Philippines, where she looked prettier & more like a star), with some of her friends, just taking the easy way to simply buzz the door, and then just got themselves in the door to the artists' entrance (is that how you call it?). I told myself, this daughter of a well known Philippine celebrity showed a poor, distasteful way of claiming for herself the unspoken perks of being well connected (that reminds me one of those things bad in the Philippines, where you simply don't fall in line, just because you've got connections, & you look down on those who shabbily fall in line, mistakenly thinking that they could get away without thinking of how others way ahead must have thought of them, or worst prayed bad for them). She would not even smile back at those of us who were lining up, to see and get Lea Salonga's authograph. I heard some of those in the line who called on her name, but she was not really being friendly, or she must have been in bad mood. But really, I'm trying to understand her. All these, while I recall having heard from some well-meaning friends that Lea could really be that SNOTTY or maybe in bad mood, as she's had a bad night, or whatever.
But all these things changed. Suddenly, the air shifted quite right in its directions so to say. The minute Lea Salonga came out of the door, with her light brown bag on her shoulder, I realized that I was in front of one of the Philippines' sterling best. I felt she made us really proud of ourselves. Take a look at the 2 shots I had of her from my celfone, which was actually an afterthought, since I was really hesitant to get in to this celebrity-fan-thing.
She wore her glasses, and she excused herself for wearing them on. She had fairly clear, well kept skin. Now, this is really a pretty person, prettier than most I've seen so far here in NYC. She would actually connect to you, as she gleefully signed authographs. She said something like she was turning old, that's why she had to wear her glasses. This is a sign of confidence, particularly on her looks, as those of you who wear glasses very well know that not everyone look good on eyeglasses. She looked pretty up close, and she showed her authentic self, as she seemed tired, somehow exhausted. I kept on talking in Tagalog to her, to which she nodded in agreement,perhaps. "Napakahirap naman talaga ng trabaho mo, kaylangan ka pa talagang lumabas at humarap sa amin kahit pagod ka na" (translated: I could see how tired you are....given the kind of work you do, and yet, you needed to be nice and show yourself to us, lining up here outside of the theatre). She showed such gentleness, and I realized how I've got myself star struck in a few minutes.
Remember that most, or if not all, of those who lined up that night outside of that entrance are accomplished persons themselves, in their own right. I mean, I was with my friends and acquaintances who were medical doctors themselves, and who were co-producing Broadway shows themselves. My friend even handed Lea his business card, and I hope something good comes out of it, as Lea accepted his card. Also, those who have made it there in the line, could very well be working it hard out here in the US, given challenges here, just to enable themselves to send money back in the Philippines for their beloved relatives and family members.
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